In the depths of the main hall of the Hychen Kingdom, messengers came and went, bringing news of the war front of the Kingdom of Varkara back to the king, white horses galloping along the avenues made by the crowds, and the wind sometimes swept people's robes. On the saddle sat the messenger. The white horse ran through the dense crowd and accelerated on the open avenue, when another messenger approached, and the horses passed by, and the messengers exchanged glances and greetings.

The news coming back from the front lines of the war was intermittent, and the knightly scouting team used a division of labor to ensure that the news of the changes reached the king accurately.

The king didn't read, a large stack of white papers was thrown hambly on the workbench, and the old, wrinkled hands had just taken one document and another came. It was a cold winter in the country of Haiqin, and the sky was full of white snow, and the last messenger ran over the stone steps, passing through the main hall panting and stuffing a crumpled document to the king, the cold air combined with the hot breath exhaled by the messenger formed a small white mist, like an old smoker, exhaled a large puff of green smoke, and the king laughed rudely when he took the document.

A child ran down the street crumpled a crumpled white paper, excitedly shouting "The Vanya Temple's attack on Varcala failed", and the passers-by exchanged their heads and ears, their faces showing the joy of being reborn after the catastrophe.

Holding the hilt of his sword, he waited at the door of the main hall, and the king excitedly handed over the documents to the tower like an excited child, striding out of the door and offering a ceremonial blessing to the gods.

The paper reads:

"In the middle of the Nordic continent, near the country of Varcalla, there was a sudden torrential rain, and soon after, hail began to fall in the sky, the geology changed, and an extremely wide ravine appeared, and the route of attack of the Temple of Wanya was blocked, and they raised their troops and returned.

- Knights of the Detector of the Maritime Kingdom"

The king was so excited on this day that he sent Melingta to the port of Cortria with a group of cavalry to meet his daughter, Sofina, the princess of the Hychen Kingdom. In order to celebrate the invasion of Varcalla, he decided to hold a banquet that night, and the nobles, ministers and knights of the Haichen kingdom would come to this banquet, and the king's purpose of holding the dinner was not only his own birthday, but the old man did not forget his birthday.

The news of the King's Dinner was delivered by Nobushi. There was a quick knock at the door, and soon the butler opened the door, and found a man in an iron-gray fleece standing at the door, and he handed over an envelope with the royal emblem, the blue Tower of Babel. The director probably understood, closed the door and returned to the house and handed it to the owner who was petting the cat smoking the cigar, the owner was a little surprised when he got the envelope, he stood up from his seat and looked at the contents of the letter, he didn't pay attention to the white cat rolling down from his body, holding the smoking cigar in his hand, the cigar was pressed by him in a glass container, he extinguished the cigar and clapped his hands, and happily asked the butler to prepare the top and most expensive clothes, because he was invited by the royal family.

The port of Gortria is located in the easternmost part of the country of Haiqin, which is close to the sea, in the spring, there will be many seabirds in the harbor, they are a group of bold birds, the fisherman who is eating the leg of mutton is frightened by the seabirds flying over, and when he comes back to his senses, he will find that the leg of mutton in his hand is gone, he will take off his hat angrily, show his bare head, and point at the flying seabirds and curse, the seabirds are even more angry, and a strange thing from the sky hits his bare head, damn, now he may have picked up the stone and threw it at the bird, But the seabirds were already clucking and flying away.

Thinking of this picture, Merlinta's mind conjured up a picture of a sacred relic on his mirror-smooth head, and a pure and kind man grabbed the gift and threw it at the giver, who not only did not want it, but said, "The grace of a drop of water will be reciprocated by a spring," you are a spring, if it is a spring......

What kind of strange idea is this? Mei Lingta thought to herself, my brain is not normal, I am still young!

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, the white stable, the chariot was pulled by two white horses, they came running from the side of the port road, Merlinta took five horsemen, they sat on their horses, waiting for the princess to come, the carriage stopped in front of them, and sweet girls came from the carport

"Is it the Knight King?"

Mei Lingta entered the Royal Knights since he was a child, and stayed in the knight camp all day for rigorous training, from fighting to sword fighting, he went to train for a long time every day, although he had heard of Sofina, the princess of the Haiqin Kingdom, but he had never seen him.

Hearing her question, Mei Lingta's eyes were momentarily surprised, and then straightened his back, and answered with a high spirit, his face showing the pride he had taken when he participated in the knight king ceremony.

"Yes! The head of the Iron Cross Knights of the Norse Continent of Haiqin, the 380th Knight King! ”

Merlinta's chest was hung with a medal belonging to the Knight King, the medal glowed red in the plain white world, this is the honor of the Knight King, it is the spirit of the knight, if the princess pokes her head out, she will see a group of radiant knights looking at her intently.

The stables are trimmed with gold, and the golden lines spread over the body, and the white horse is often used as a symbol of nobility, which shows the status of this figure in the country of Haiqin.

The tower of Merling was in front, and the four knights surrounded the car in the middle, one on the left and one on the right, and this distribution increased the protection of the flanks of the car, followed by two knights, who had set off from the port of Kortria and turned back from the winding mountain road through the Akishulin forest.

The door of the restaurant was drawn, and the pedestrians in the street began to decrease, and it should be evening, but the sky was still stubbornly bright, and the carriage stopped in front of the iron gate of the castle, and the knight king looked at the castle from afar, and the scarlet carpet was spread on the stone steps.

The black iron gates were open, and the royal square was lined with all kinds of carriages, the sapphire blue carriages were lit with starry posts, the square was elaborately decorated with ministers, and the nobles poured into the church-like buildings. There was high-pitched orchestral music, and the building was two stories high, with agate on the glass edges. The classical structure exudes the imprint of the times.

There is a cylindrical structure of chimneys under the minaret, and the feathers of the golden eagle fished out of the stone are clearly visible, and if it were not for someone to remind you, you would have thought that it disturbed the eagle that was about to fly.